She regarded the overdressed girl with aversion, answered her mincingly-spoken "How do you do, Marjory?" very curtly, and continued to "glower," as Mrs. Smylie described it, without saying another word.

Stephen King, of course, sometimes likes to glower at the viewer of his publicity stills, fulfilling our visual expectation that this man -- this visage as feral as Neil Young under a full harvest moon -- is a true master of horror.